Dreams
Dreams are sweet sometimes
Kind of like a mango that’s nice and ripe or
A lingering imprint of your lover’s lips against your face,
A smile that stretches wide,
The clouds comforting the angels up high,
The angels before they vanish from those dreams
And leave you with reality.
Copyright © Latosha Mitchell | Year Posted 2014
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